[Present Time]
"What does the White Serpent want?"
Silence fell over the room as all eyes turned to Lucian. Gustav and Lukas glanced at their boss’s back, then at Silvestre, who had been visibly thrown off by Lucian already knowing his name.
Gustav couldn’t help but smirk internally, nodding to himself with quiet approval.
Of course. He would never allow someone like him to get the upper hand.
Lukas felt the same; he believed in his boss just as much. Lucian wouldn’t have gotten this far, wouldn’t have brought Dominion to its peak, if someone like Silvestre could rattle him.
"Haha..." Silvestre chuckled and tapped the table. He cleared his throat, leaning forward. "That caught me off guard. I guess I don’t need to introduce myself."
He huffed and leaned back, swaying the chair lazily as he took his sweet time.
"It’s not about what the White Serpent wants, Black Dragon," he began, lifting his brows. "It’s about clearing our names."
"Recently, our organization was informed that human remains were left in territories belonging to some of our newer members," Silvestre continued. "Naturally, it alarmed our men. They only recently joined, and Dominion was seemingly provoking us. As you know, Dominion is not just any organization. Anyone, no matter how savage, would be worried."
Silvestre chuckled. "Those idiots came running to us — annoying, of course."
"..." Lucian leaned back, listening. "Get to the point."
"How do I put it... after thinking it through, our big boss sent me to find out what went wrong," Silvestre explained. "Of course, we still remember our little prank just to gauge Dominion’s reaction."
Prank, as in spiking Lucian’s drink.
"Arrogant pricks," Gustav hissed under his breath, earning a smirk from Silvestre.
"Oh, please. Don’t be angry," Silvestre said lightly, glancing at Gustav. "We didn’t do it for the sake of pranks. We did it to confirm whether or not Dominion had truly lost its mind."
Gustav and Lukas furrowed their brows. Lucian simply arched one.
"You see, some time ago, one of our main headquarters was burned to the ground," Silvestre said, leaning forward and resting his arms on the table. "After investigating, all signs pointed to Dominion. Now, you have to understand — the Don of the White Serpent is new, and we cannot afford to offend an organization as large as Dominion. Truth be told, the White Serpent, as it stands, wouldn’t stand a chance."
A brief flicker of surprise crossed Gustav and Lukas’s faces. Even among criminals, irrational pride and twisted ego were the norm. Yet here was Silvestre, acknowledging all of it openly.
And that was precisely what made Lukas’s eyes sharpen.
An honest man like this was far more dangerous than someone running on blind pride. Gustav, on the other hand, didn’t dwell on it. His focus had already shifted to the other details buried in Silvestre’s words.
"A lead pointing at Dominion?" Gustav repeated quietly.


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